Leena's POV
The environment surrounding me appeared to progress in slow motion.
Zack's hand remained outstretched, suspended in the air from when he attempted to halt the man now standing guard next to my bed. I was unable to comprehend what was occurring. The odd man’s remarks continued to resonate in my thoughts.
"She is my spouse."
Did I imagine that? Had the emotional strain of the previous day finally undone something in my mind?
It seems that your text is incomplete. Could you please provide the full text you would like me to paraphrase? “Who are you?” I inquired, my tone hardly more than a murmur.
The man looked at me, with a gentleness of his dark eyes as he then looked down at me. "My name is Darius Vane," he stated, with his tone soft yet resolute. "And I came for you.
